We're at a bank. Jake and The Man ask the stern, mole-faced manager to release Creepiovitch's financial information. The manager is a real smitty and asks for their subpoena. Jake says dryly that he "left it in the car." The Man is all, "In the time it would take us to petition a judge, very bad things could happen." Jake's eyes blaze in a burst of nano-power and he gets the info from Smitty's computer, conveniently located right behind him. Jake gets Creepiovitch's balance -- $500,000 bucks -- and the two are on their way.